#oc: bellanaris

[plaguebirds]

lavellan be upon ye

[nevarran-hahren]

"Tel'banal ara ma. Vir shiral ma lasa, bellanaris."

[vampiremommyinquisition]

Allaros' stepchildren, purchased from Tevinter. Bellanaris - Elvish for Eternity. Banal'ras - Elvish for Shadow.

The perfect assassins working in the shadows…

[aforcedfantasy]

Inquisitor Lavellans second born daughter Bellanaris 💕

[condemnedtranscendant]

day 157

[resol-nare]

So, I didn’t realize that it was 4 AM until just now, but I guess that’s what happens when you obsessively mod games. I took some screenshots of my Dalish Warden, Bellanaris, leaving her Clan and getting a hug from her... I guess adoptive mom, which is a result of an absolutely heartwrenching cutscene mod that let’s you live through Tamlen’s funeral. I’m really a glutton for punishment.

[sternenstaub28]

I would love to participate in OC kiss week. But as I can barely draw or write all I can do is throwing my kids out there, hoping they'll stick :D

There's Bellanaris Surana, ace, warden, spirit healer, mage focused on ice and everydodys mom. (in the pic she's possessed by Mira, a spirit of curiosity but that would be another story to tell)

And Ma'Serannas Surana, teenager, adopted daughter of Bella and always angry, throwing fireballs when startled and having a hard time containing magic and emotions

Declan Aeducan, now known as Cadash, bisexual goof and former noble who loves to flirt

And last but not least, Alma Adaar, bisexual, unwilling Herald and bad at fighting, loves the quiet and high places.

(disclaimer: art was done by antivancorvo, feeshies, noctuaalba and bloodwrit)

[felleyan]

Melava somniar Mala taren aravas Ara ma’desen melar

[overboss]

you change <i>everything<i/>

[empresstress13]

@sternenstaub28‘s Bellanaris and my Nehnara for OC kiss week! Nehnara may have hated the tower but good friends like Bella make it easier to handle (as do the libraries). Hand kisses during a gossip break! :)

[not-calling-you-a-liar]

I don’t draw nearly enough TnT here’s some practice.

Le one of my Inquisitors.

[wastelanddbaby]

these are my beautiful children, praise them

[vampiremommyinquisition]

The adopted sons of Allaros, purchased from Tevinter. He couldn't get past them, battered, tongue-less, skin and bones. One minor scandal, Tevinter's ambassador, and you're a father of many… At the "adoption" stage, Allaros already had a son and an adopted nephew. So when Cullen saw Allaros with them, what could he say to him? Of course they'd leave them

[beelzebard]

14 for Neheveral!

14. your OC talking about your favorite quest

“...At least we got to meet another clan out there. The shems infighting had left them in need of help, and they were more than happy to meet another of their kind. I helped them gather supplies and cleaned Var Bellanaris of demons. One of theirs— Loranil, I believe— wished to join us, though Keeper Hawen was reluctant to let him go. He went to one of our camps to the north.

I wish I could have stayed there longer lethallin, but our Seeker insisted we headed to Fort Revasan to speak with the Chevaliers. I can’t wait to no longer have to meddle with shems. They're an awfully tiring bunch.

Dareth shiral,

Neheveral

P.S.: They also had Hanal’ghilan out there! It was amazing!”

—An excerpt from a letter to Aronhalaan, a former lover from Clan Lavellan.

[lady-redhaired]

If you had to describe your OCs with incorrect quotes, what quotes would you use?

Y’know what I’m gonna do this exclusively with Dragon Age OCs and John Mulaney quotes so that it’s extra relevant here we go:

Milenia Cousland (warden):

Bellanaris Mahariel (warden’s companion):

Xander Hawke: 

also

Éadaoin Lavellan (inquisitor):

Cain Trevelyan (inquisitor’s companion):

Scarlet Embers (inquisitor’s companion):

[ravenqueen89]

oc kiss week: maternal kiss

further offerings for @ockissweek​ featuring: @sternenstaub28​‘s amazing OCs Bellanaris and her adopted daughter Ma’Serannas, and a cold night at Kinloch Hold.

  The usual hush falls over the room once Bellanaris finishes her bedtime story, the children either asleep or well on their way to it. Bella always checks on them  anyway, walking from bed to bed, the softest light emanating from her staff. She makes sure they're all properly covered in the blankets she's made for them, because Kinloch Hold is always damp and always cold in the wintertime, whispering sickness into lungs and depleting health potion stocks. Bella spends summers knitting every time she has a free moment just to be ready for winters like these.

When she reaches the bed where Ma'Serannas is curled up, the girl is facing away from her but Bella can hear her sniffling and that says all she needs to know. It's been a difficult day for the child once more, the scent of smoke still clinging to her after she set a corner of the library on fire, the consequence to a templar speaking unkindly to her for leaving books everywhere. Wynne and the First Enchanter had intervened, but Ma'Serannas was sent to the dormitory, where she was left alone all day.

Bella was kept away until now, and sorrow poisons her chest when she sees a tear roll down Ma'Sera's cheek. Bella kneels next to the bed and brushes the girl's ginger hair away from her face, whispering soothing words to her and wishing desperately that she could protect her. The girl hasn't spoken a word since arriving at the Circle, and Bella doesn't know if she ever will. Her emotions are in constant turmoil, affecting her magic, making it react. Bella tries to spend as much time as possible with her, talking to her, teaching her, but she has too many duties that get in the way. Her heart hurts whenever Ma'Sera is out of her sight, and Bella has always been protective over the children but this is different. The moment this ginger-haired girl with fire bursting from her appeared in her life, Bella knew they'd be connected for life.

Her heart clenches when Ma'Sera turns toward her, still sniffling as Bella strokes her forehead, singing barely-audible fragments of lullabies until the tears stop and Ma'Sera offers her a shaky smile, eyelids heavy.

Bella tucks the colourful blankets around her, making sure there is no chance of a draft sneaking in, and then she kisses her forehead, hoping that it will be enough to ward over Ma'Sera's dreams. She watches over the girl until she's sure Ma'Sera has drifted fully into sleep, and then makes her way over to her own dormitory, where sleep won't come.

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